Green Energy Vortex---- Money as a Magical Far from Equilibrium Dissipative Structure and the Secret of Turning the Green Energy Blues into a Mountain of Gold Doubloons copyright 2007 by Jonathan Zap One of the most obnoxiously persistent themes in so many people lives is money. For most people the issue is scarcity and right livelihood, but even people with an abundance of money have issues. A constellation of synchronicities this morning suggested this theme, and some of its inner meanings. What is money? Hard to write about something without some working definition of what it is. Money is essentially a magical artifact, a power object in this World of Warcraft and Consumerism ® in which we live, what I sometimes call ...
Archive for the ‘The Surreal Zone’ Category
When Worlds Don’t Necessarily Collide---- Orbiting with Planet Hottie ©2005 Jonathan Zap Another star in the galaxy of souls, one out of the six or seven billion Swarming across this rotating, orbiting ball in space, Comes spinning into my trajectory, And we converge, For a time we form a binary orbit, Weak and strong forces push and pull, We exert tidal forces on each other--- My weather changes, but so does yours. You are a planet orbiting with me, the other. And you have spin and counter spin, But then, so do I. Your planet is still a young world, ...
Catch the Wave
Catch the Wave © Copyright 2004, Jonathan Zap December 29, 2004 I hope my first blog entry (which follows) (jonathanzap at xanga.com) didn’t sound heartlessly indifferent to the tsunami victims. No doubt I would feel quite different if I was there-----but it’s also that I have trouble seeing death as tragic. What I see as tragic, is the suffering and fear of people leading up to death and surrounding it, the suffering of abandonment, guilt, despair that the living survivors are experiencing. Getting washed away by a tsunami, swept out of the Babylon Matrix in one swift, incontrovertible, planetary action….I see no reason to think that’s “bad”---I’d have to know what was lying on the other side of that shockwave for the tsunami experiencers. Were they going straight to hell because they were ...
Corridor
Corridor © 1985 Jonathan Zap He was taken from her and rolled down a long corridor and into a room. In the room a steel needle entered his body. He could feel its polished metal hollowness. A cool liquid came out of this needle that had the strangest effect on him. It swirled around, tickling parts of his body from the inside. Different parts of him began to squirm and contract separately until this tickling filled his entire awareness, and he was nothing but the center of this tickling. These sensations subsided and his attention was drawn to the surface of his body, where he felt flushes of heat on his skin. Something was stimulating his pores ...
Shred to Black---Salvia Blue Moon Apocalypse © 2007, Jonathan Zap Revised 2008 Edited by Austin Iredale SALVIA (Most of the information in this section comes from the erowid.org website. ) Salvia divinorum is a psychoactive medicine of Mexican origin, one that has over the last decade boomed in popularity here in the states. It is a recreational herb with which some of you will be all too familiar, and others less familiar. This article is here to illustrate the story of my most recent and probably final encounter with Salvia divinorum, to present the powerful, profound, and often frightening repercussions of the medicine. But first, some basic information on Salvia: BOTANICAL CLASSIFICATION ...
IUI Incarnating Under the Influence on the Polywater World © 2007 by Jonathan Zap I’m sitting in a circle with other nervous-looking people, Styrofoam cup of coffee with non dairy creamer in my sweaty hand, Why is it so damn hot in here! Is anyone else in here as hot as I am? It’s like a freakin’ sweat house! The heat is making me feel agro, hot and bothered, and sitting next to me is an incredibly annoying person, even the way he breathes is loud and obnoxious, everything he does is noisy, and fidgety, a mass of irritating neurotic tics, the kind of person that likes to crinkle plastic, and he is always in some kind of frenzy of ...
Parallel Journeys Part III © Jonathan Zap I lay awake for many long moments, feeling a sense of déjà vu, of eternal recurrence. I seemed to be at the center axle of a wheel of time, a nexus of possibilities with spokes radiating outward to all other moments of my life. It was as though this were a moment foreordained long ago, and now that I had reached it, awareness of who I was and why I was here had become much more complete and my center of gravity had shifted. Along every spoke of the wheel intuitions poured in, too numerous for individual awareness, but some sort of bookmarked themselves, notating ...
Incendiary Person in the Desert Carnival Realm text and photos© Jonathan Zap, 2008 edited by Austin Iredale I became aware of myself within my dream and found that I was in some sort of desert carnival realm. I stood alone in a vast expanse of chalky dust, some of it powdery, but most of it caked and cracking beneath my feet. In the distance were scattered jewelries of electric light, and as I turned around I saw that they extended in all directions. The scattering of neon jewelry was punctuated by occasional fireballs which rose like jack o’ lanterns, living for a fiery heartbeat before they disappeared into the high ...
Zap Trap By the Culture MCs This rap song dates back to the dawn of hip-hop and was written approximately 1982-3. At the time I was the building security coordinator and dean of Samuel Gompers Vocational Technical High School in the South Bronx. Many early hip hop artists and graffiti writers came from Gompers. For example, the first scratching was done at Gompers by the pioneer DJ Grandmaster Flash who modified a turntable for that purpose in an electronics shop class. I was the youngest and fittest of the three deans and spent most of the day patrolling the hallways. The underlining was in the original text. Well I was chillin’ in the hall and I was late to class, Taking my time I had no ...
Rebelling from the Pain Body Matrix text © Jonathan Zap 555 The character Pinhead from the Hellraiser novels and movies by Clive Barker Wikipedia entry on Pinhead: Pinhead was not always a Cenobite, but was in fact once a human. Pinhead originated as Captain Elliott Spenser, who was born into the Victorian upper-middle class of British society in 1888. He joined the British Expeditionary Force, eventually rising to the rank of Captain and served during World War I. Spenser was a charismatic and eloquent man, who could feel great empathy and compassion for those around him. These are factors that undoubtedly assisted in his mental deterioration which he suffered after the Battle of Flanders in 1914. Spenser did not believe ...


